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10 months old - and The Pyechild reflects on the world around him...Mummy Mags first.
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| So, THIS is my mother? Hmmm, I'm going to end up a warped individual, aren't I? | |
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| Oooh, who's my darling ickle man - just let me put you in your Tigga suit to bounce in your playpen, sweetheart... | |
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Daddy Darque is next...Pyechild is getting more and more worried.
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| Oh, god. Don't tell me this hairy git is me Dad? I'm going to end up warped AND hairy - great! | |
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| Oi, Poop Machine - just watch where yer sticking yer baby booties next time yer bouncin' on my belleh! | |
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Finally, Aunty Lotty...and The Pyechild abandons all hope!
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| !?! There's NO fecking hope for me, is there...I'M DOOOOOMED!!! *sobs* | |
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| Hello JJ, I'm you're Aunty Lotty - what fun we're gonna have when your Mum and I take you out on adventures - where's my camera? | |
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